For some reason, Nan Rongjinghua felt a sense of dread, like she had shot herself in the foot, and she was filled with regret.

Unable to put her mind at ease, Nan Rong Jinghua followed the two little children out.

To be honest, Helian Nie and Wenren Yu are quite carefree. Other people's children all have a personal servant attending to them.

The two siblings, Helian Si and Helian You, were pitiful and had nothing. They could only rely on each other for survival.

As Helian You inadvertently looked up, he saw a tall, crimson figure surrounded by five or six ministers not far away.

Her little steps faltered slightly, and her dark, bright eyes looked around. Not seeing the Prime Minister's carriage, her fair face furrowed her brows slightly.

Helian Si's short arms were being held by Helian You; in truth, the little girl wasn't even looking where she was going.

I followed Helian You exactly where he went. Suddenly, Helian You stopped.

Helian Si finally came to his senses, blinked his watery eyes, and looked at Helian You, who was holding his little hand, with a puzzled expression.

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

Helian You did not answer. On his fair face, his dark, bright eyes stared straight in the direction where Helian Nie was.

Helian Mousi blinked and followed his third brother's gaze. When he saw Helian Nie's tall figure,

The little girl, Sisi, had a rosy face that instantly shone with a light brighter than the stars.

"My little one, it's my little one!!!"

The little girl was so excited that she blurted out what was on her mind.

Nan Rong Jinghua: "..."

Helian You: "..."

The former sighed helplessly, while the latter's fair and delicate face was filled with doubt and confusion.

Only then did Sisi realize what she had just said, and she raised her other little hand to cover her shameful little mouth.

Her grape-like, moist eyes blinked guiltily, glancing at the teacher and then at Helian You, before she whispered a defense.

"No, Sisi didn't say anything just now, and neither the teacher nor the third prince heard anything..."

Nan Rong Jinghua sighed softly in her heart, reached out and gently stroked the little girl's head, her voice soft and gentle.

"Yes, Master didn't hear anything."

Helian Mousi nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, the teacher really didn't hear anything!"

Helian You: "..."

Actually, I heard it.

After successfully making a false argument, Helian, the master of sophistry, grabbed his third brother's short hand and started running towards Helian Nie's direction.

As she ran, the little girl kept talking in her soft, sweet voice.

"Father Emperor, Father Emperor! Sisi is here!"

Surrounded by five or six ministers who were greeting him, Helian Nie stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the little hand holding the little hand.

The two little bundles of joy running towards him, their smiles growing ever stronger in their devilishly handsome faces and narrow, almond-shaped eyes.

The five or six ministers, keeping their eyes down and mindful of their own thoughts, all stepped back a few paces and glanced sideways at the two small figures jogging towards them.

Fortunately, the distance wasn't far, and Nanrong Jinghua, fearing the two little ones might fall, stayed close behind them.

So the two little kids ran over smoothly and without any obstacles.

"Smack!"

It was the sound of Helian Mou Sisi letting go of her third brother, her small body pressed against Helian Nie's crimson dragon robe, and her two little hands hugging Helian Nie's thigh.